"Yes, I dated you only because you belong to the Huo Family. Qingyuan, didn't you get into a fight with Zhao Xinyue because of me? Look, that's how much you fancy me."
He gently grazed the blade of the knife across Huo Qingyuan's fair and tender face, sending a cold chill down her spine and making her shiver nonstop.
"Zhou Yan, I didn't expect you to be such a person."
"What's wrong with me? What kind of a person am I?"
Zhou Yan's voice was pleasant to the ears but Huo Qingyuan was absolutely disgusted by it now.
"Did you really think I'm a talented senior and a gentle boyfriend whose parents run a small business and who worked hard to earn a place in a prestigious university for himself?" Zhou Yan burst into laughter and said, "My silly Qingyuan, why are you so gullible?"
Stunned, Huo Qingyuan asked, "What do you mean?"
